CuriousCoot
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- Jun 4, 2013
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I just turned 59. Under one year from 60 and I've never been married. I have always lived straight. Aside from "mutual respect" I'm not turned on my men.... hell any more I'm not turned on by anything. It's been well over a decade since I had anything resembling sex.
I've never even come close to a "long term" relationship. I have come to the belief that when a woman says she wants a long term relationship she is really saying "you aren't close to the male image I have in my mind".
So, as I enter into these "golden" (brass or worse in truth) years I have to ask myself... what the hell do I do from here?
"You could get off your ass and go find a woman".... as if that ever worked before. I know I'm being negative but there ain't a lot positive in my situation. I have nothing financial to bring to the table other than a lifetime of struggle to get nowhere. Now at the Golden threshold I find myself a friggin' telemarketer. Thanks life! So I try to use reason to get past the negativity of my situation...
What is available out there in the world of my peers? There is a start... look and see what is appealing.
Woah! I didn't expect to find teenie boppers and hippy chicks.... I was at least THAT realistic. But I didn't expect to find the excess baggage I found. Two, three and sometimes MORE failed marriages and multiple kids by multiple fathers..... WTF? Do I really want to sign on for that? Not especially. I didn't get to "enjoy" the making and rearing (and subsequent screwing up) of these children and their children..... but now I am expected to just accept all that as OK just so I can be with this woman? Where is the pay off? Love? Respect? To be respectfully honest it just doesn't seen equitable does it? I mean please tell me if I am wrong here but I don't really see any pay off for me in that kind of life except as a catcher for all the bullshit that will undoubtedly come.
So as I sit here with my 59th new year on the door step I have to ask.... where the hell do I go from here? I kinda wish I were an old indian in the old days. I could just get the tribe to tie me to my horse and let me wanted off into the sunset.
My luck though they will conquer all disease except ageing and I'll live like this, unloved, until I'm 200. That's just the luck I seem to have.
I've never even come close to a "long term" relationship. I have come to the belief that when a woman says she wants a long term relationship she is really saying "you aren't close to the male image I have in my mind".
So, as I enter into these "golden" (brass or worse in truth) years I have to ask myself... what the hell do I do from here?
"You could get off your ass and go find a woman".... as if that ever worked before. I know I'm being negative but there ain't a lot positive in my situation. I have nothing financial to bring to the table other than a lifetime of struggle to get nowhere. Now at the Golden threshold I find myself a friggin' telemarketer. Thanks life! So I try to use reason to get past the negativity of my situation...
What is available out there in the world of my peers? There is a start... look and see what is appealing.
Woah! I didn't expect to find teenie boppers and hippy chicks.... I was at least THAT realistic. But I didn't expect to find the excess baggage I found. Two, three and sometimes MORE failed marriages and multiple kids by multiple fathers..... WTF? Do I really want to sign on for that? Not especially. I didn't get to "enjoy" the making and rearing (and subsequent screwing up) of these children and their children..... but now I am expected to just accept all that as OK just so I can be with this woman? Where is the pay off? Love? Respect? To be respectfully honest it just doesn't seen equitable does it? I mean please tell me if I am wrong here but I don't really see any pay off for me in that kind of life except as a catcher for all the bullshit that will undoubtedly come.
So as I sit here with my 59th new year on the door step I have to ask.... where the hell do I go from here? I kinda wish I were an old indian in the old days. I could just get the tribe to tie me to my horse and let me wanted off into the sunset.
My luck though they will conquer all disease except ageing and I'll live like this, unloved, until I'm 200. That's just the luck I seem to have.